What If All the Girls In the Cultivation World Want To Catch Me

It is the Human Race that taught all of the Xi Clan. This is simply retribution. Perhaps the Human Race will be eliminated sooner or later. This is the cycle of heaven and earth. Nothing can last forever. What the Human Race does is just to make itself perish faster. .

"We have been on the way forward. This is the pride I was born with. But sometimes I also think that even if I want to take a step in the twilight years, it is already difficult to move. We will eventually have something invincible. Even if we can conquer everything, we can’t conquer time. Perhaps we should enjoy the rest of our lives at dusk instead of burning our own few old ages in vain."

Man and God seemed to be repenting the past, repenting that he made the wrong choice, he gave up his obsession, and when this unavoidable death came, he was finally willing to face all this calmly.

"There is nothing wrong with fighting against fate..."

Xia Yi did not blame the gods, nor did he even mean to blame the wild gods. Even though the wild gods' methods were full of extreme and unkindness, he had reached the point of unscrupulous means, but he was a man until his death, and he never changed his ideals, just like Star finder.

"I want to apologize... I apologize to the human race, apologize to the Xi race, apologize to the desolate god, and apologize to you. I failed to handle all of this. Our ending is destined to become a reality in a certain period of time. It becomes ugly in the end, shouldn't be! Don't be!"

Man and God couldn’t help crying, he finally understood how to let go. After all, some things could never be grasped. Xia Yi was a bit sore. It was indeed the case. Eternity, no matter how beautiful it once was, will eventually fade away.

"I just don't want to be the leader of the human race, but I can only witness the end of the human race weakly. I don't want the next generation to see the death of the human race with their own eyes, Xia Yi, I am sorry for you, sorry for the human race!"

When the human and gods who have stabilized for most of their lives face their own passing away, when facing the real end of the human race, the only tears of regret left behind, how about persistence?

It's just surviving, from the creator of civilization, degenerate into a maggot!

twenty three

Xia Yi is very uncomfortable at the moment. This is what he always thought, but after he was truly recognized by the gods, he only felt a deep sense of powerlessness. The breath of the gods became more illusory, and Xia Yi truly felt that time was peeling away. Everything about humans and gods is also being stripped of everything about humans.

Time can give everything and take everything away.

This is the last year of humanity, the end of the human race, the twilight of the human race.

"You have nothing to apologize to us, no."

Xia Yi resisted his emotions, trying to enlighten man and **** as much as possible. However, man and **** seemed to be inaudible, and his words became more and more slurred. He led the human race forward in the most glorious way, but died in the saddest way. It's dusk.

Without encouragement for the next generation, without grand expectations, without the spirit of forging ahead, the human race came from the darkness and will eventually return to the darkness.

"My child... I'm sorry to let you take on the next heavy responsibility. I know how cruel this is. People of my clan dream that one day they will become the emperor and open the sky, but they want you to be the last man and god, but at least in this last twilight, Please bury the human race in the most gentle way, so that we can enjoy the last glory before the darkness comes."

"We have gone far enough, we have touched the sky, and we don't have to go any further."

These words of the Gods and Humans were not frustrating words, but the most real situation. Xia Yi was speechless, but only made a deep "um" in his voice. Even though the lips were still humming after the words were spoken by the Gods and Humans, but No sound can be heard.

However, Xia Yi miraculously knew what man and **** wanted to do. Xia Yi stood up and slowly pushed the stone chair to the back, giving the man and **** his little chaotic strength. The man and god's vision was restored, and the sight of the man and **** was restored. It's an endless starry sky.

"My family... the sky..."

The human **** stretched out his hand to the starry sky, his figure became more and more illusory, and hundreds of millions of stars were reflected in the human god’s eyes. This is the eternal pursuit of the human race. No matter how much sadness and regret, he can be cured forever. A superb view that does not fade away.

Between the rebirth of new life and the disappearing starlight, Xia Yi sighed deeply. Looking at the stone chair, there were no more people sitting on it, only a glimmer of light dissipated, and Xia Yi picked up the Taoist vest in a sad mood. Putting it on himself, he held the Human Emperor Sword in his right hand, and took out the Fengtian formation plate in his left hand.

The three great Kaitian soldiers of the Human Race gathered in his hands. He is now the strongest of the Human Race. No one will defy his will. No one can be hostile to him. He is invincible in the Human Race. This is the pursuit of his childhood. The most ambitious dream of strength.

But after truly becoming the No. 1 human race, why is there so much sadness in my heart?

He did it. He Xia Yi has been practicing Taoism for 25,000 years, and he is the strongest human being. This should be a happy event for the heavens and the world to celebrate, but why is there only an endless stream of bitterness in his heart!

"Hehe... I Xia Yi... Human Race is the strongest?"

Xia Yi slowly sat on the stone chair of the human **** and couldn’t help but laugh at himself. He already has this qualification. He is the human **** today. From a child with a critically ill mother and a work-study child to a **** who guides the destiny of the race, Xia Yi feels The shoulders were so heavy and heavy that they crushed him and made him unable to stand up, so he could only slumped on a stone chair and stared at the stars.

Terran...

Terran...

I didn't know how long it was, maybe a few days, or maybe a few years. When Xia Yi let go of the sea of ​​consciousness, he seemed to have transformed into an extremely humble ant, dissipating in this endless starry sky.

Until Xia Yi regained some sanity, he took out a book from his storage ring, a book from when he was a child. He didn't know why, some wanted to take a look, and opened the cover of the book. The opening line was a sentence. Words are the same sentence written in Xuanhuang's multiple languages.

"The universe is the dream of mankind, and it will be the destination of the future."

Whether it is the real Dao Fa, the ancient human race, the current human race, the Xuan Huang that has been cut off from history, the human race seems to have an innate expectation of the starry sky. No matter where they are born, no matter what history they have experienced, there are people who have a sense of the starry sky. Infinite reverie.

"Ancient humans once portrayed the posture of stars in the cave..."

"In the Bronze Age, mankind invested a lot of imaginary universes in artworks..."

"In the Middle Ages, curiosity about the universe was the proposition of many philosophers in their lives..."

"In the industrial period, the invention of the astronomical telescope allowed mankind to see the majesty of the starry sky for the first time."

"After countless failures and attempts, mankind landed on the moon for the first time."

"Countries launch space probes."

"We live together on the earth and share a starry sky."

This book is just a simple book. Xia Yi is not willing to call the short years of less than ten thousand years Xuanhuang about the space history of human beings on earth. It belongs to the era of earth civilization and the third solar system. The history of planetary mankind.

Seeing the many histories and photos recorded in the book, Xia Yi couldn't help smiling. It took only a few thousand years for the earth, which was behind the cultivation of civilization, to touch the sky again. He was proud of it again. He identified with his earth more than the Xuanhuang people. The identity of the person.

There are many photos in the book. When seeing a small flag floating on the deserted moon, Xia Yi did not feel empathy because he was not born in the same country. This is a dream of all mankind.

Not knowing what was going on, Xia Yi cried inexplicably, the earth civilization has become a fragment buried in history.

Starry sky, starry sky! !

Go to touch that piece of sky!

It seemed that there was something roaring in Xia Yi's heart, but the human race was already weak and could only linger at dusk. Xia Yi deeply felt the smallness of the human race and the stalwart of the starry sky at this moment. The human race has experienced less than tens of thousands of years to the starry sky. It may be only a moment.

Sending a mayfly in the sky and the earth, a drop in the sea, mourning the need of my life, and envy the infinity of the Yangtze River.

So small, but so great, so glorious, and it ended.

"My human race... can't it really last forever..."

"My human race... our human race..."

"Our starry sky..."

Xia Yi couldn't bear it anymore, and cried like a child. In the eyes of tears, the starry sky became more gorgeous, the endless sky full of stars intertwined with unspeakable romance, which will continue to be so after the demise of the human race.

Xia Yi's tears wet the book, he wants to save the human race, wants to help the human race to the morning sun again.

Don't walk into that Liang Ye gently.

Don't accept that fate frankly.

Angrily denounce the disappearance of light.

Fight the injustice of fate.

Roaring at dusk.

Do your best again.

Desolate gods died in battle, human gods died of old age, Xia Yi couldn’t help crying in the Hall of Glory. He had never felt such a powerless sorrow. Compromise, but in this human twilight, he can only cry humblely.

twenty four

After controlling his emotions, Xia Yi's eyes gradually became a little hollow.

You can still consider the Da Nian Dao. After surrendering to the Xi Clan, there should be a lot of time available. It should not be desperate now, at least he must not despair. He is the human god, the strongest of the human race.

I walked out of the Hall of Glory with an extremely heavy heart. No one was waiting here. Only the oppressive silence filled the Glory Fortress. The Human Race was defeated. The new **** Xia Yi kneeled and surrendered to the Xi Clan. This is almost a reality. .

Walking out of the Tower of Glory, many people knelt in silence in front of the Tower of Glory. The Human Race was very lifeless. The Human Race welcomed the new **** Xia Yi in this way. The old gods and the desolate gods contributed too much to the Human Race. People Always remember them, but looking at Xia Yi, comparing the actions of the gods and the gods, Xia Yi basically made no contribution.

Xia Yi did not disturb these silent mourners, but silently marched towards the starry sky, it was time to surrender to the Xi Clan.

Now is not the time to be sad, you should use the last twilight to do what you can do!

Nearly a hundred years later.

Xia Yi came here again in the Xi family area preached by Xia Yi. It was built extremely developed, and the crystal town exudes a strange brilliance. Many powerful Xi people have been waiting here long ago, waiting for Xia Yi’s generation. Terran surrendered unconditionally.

Xia Yi didn't take anyone with him, but came here alone. He didn't want others to see him kneeling to the Xi Clan. He was also a god.

The people of the Xi tribe are carnival at the moment, which is inversely proportional to the lifelessness of the human race. They sing victory and chant the dawn of dawn. For the Xi tribe, victory is only enough. They will not destroy the human race, because The Terran has Xia Yi, and now it is even the leader of Xia Yi.

They look forward to a new beginning with the human race, and the dawn of peace will live up to the dawn.

From the beginning to the end, it was the Human race that was wrong, and from the beginning to the end, it was the Xi who chose to forgive.

In the forest planted by the Xi clan, Xia Yi was led by a Xi clan **** to the depths of the forest. The forest is full of vitality. This is like the Xi clan’s purpose to show Xia Yi along the way. God said the future expectations of many human races and Xi races.

The Xi family is willing to accept the human race who kills them, and the Xi family is willing to take a step back. Their broad minds should make people ashamed, should make people ashamed, the human race is indeed inferior to the Xi family, this is a fact.

It's just that Xia Yi was speechless throughout, even if the Xi clan had already used human language.

All the way to the depths of the forest, many of the Xi gods and people of the Xi people, including young children, greeted Xia Yi here. They sang songs praising Xia Yi, even in human words, fireflies fly to the sky, everything is so Serene and peaceful.

It may be a good thing to celebrate that the Human Race meets the Xi Clan, because the Xi Clan is really kind.

The Xi tribe sang and danced to celebrate the victory, praise Xia Yi, and offer blessings to the human race led by Xia Yi. The Xi tribe is really much better than the human race, and they are willing to believe in the human race after experiencing cruelty. Compared with the Xi tribe, the human race is even inferior to the maggots. .

"Great Lord of Glory, please represent the human race and make a hard-won peace with us."

In front of Xia Yi, a **** of the Xi family respectfully reminded Xia Yi that he can start. What Xia Yi needs to do is simple, just kneel down and apologize to the Xi people who sacrificed on behalf of the human race. Can welcome peace.

Xia Yi nodded. He was here for this reason. His eyes were a little lost. Looking at the countless Xi Clan celebrating the victory in front of him, his heart was unspeakably bitter.

Terran was defeated.

It was indeed defeated.

But the Xi family is willing to accept the human race with a kindness that transcends human nature. Why can the Xi family be so great? Why is the Xi clan being the Xi clan! !

"People of the Xi Clan..."

"terribly sorry."

Xia Yi knew what he could do now, but just surrendered and apologized.

"Our human race has brought you too much suffering."

"I, Xia Yi, today's human god, would like to express to you on behalf of the human race..."

"Express……"

At this moment, Xia Yi’s knees were about to kneel, but he couldn’t kneel down. The words expressing his willingness to surrender unconditionally could not be said. The human race was very weak, too weak to withstand all possible threats, too weak to withstand all possible threats. It can survive after the light fades.

"The table... means..."

"No...Unconditional...Vote...Vote..."

The knees are trembling, and the spiritual wisdom is trembling. Why can't I say that simple word? Why can't I let the knee fall to the ground again? Why is there still unwillingness in my heart?

Admit it.

Terran was defeated.

Admit it.

The dusk is over.

Admit it.

The glory is gone.

Wearing a Taoist vestment, holding the Human Emperor Sword and the Fengtian Formation in his hand, Xia Yi's knees could not touch the ground, and he could not utter vague words.

Terran was once prosperous.

Xia Yi seems to have seen the fate of the human race in the future. After losing his power, the human race continues to fall in the years and time. The day is worse than the day, and the year is worse than the year. The Xi family is getting stronger and stronger, and the Xi family controls the dream of this human race. In the sky, the Xi clan sang loudly at dawn, and the Xi clan burst into light, and the human clan could never leave like a maggot on a small star.

No matter how stretched out your hand to the sky, no matter when you reach a peak, you can’t touch it anymore, cry under the stars, cry under the stars, decay under the stars, die under the stars, the human race remembers the stars to the death, but the stars The human race...

Forgotten! !

No creatures listen to the voices of the human race anymore, no creatures still remember that there was a race in this starry sky called the human race, no creatures still knew that the human race was so obsessed and so attached to this starry sky.

The human race is like dust, drifting with the wind and disappearing with the wind. The dust settles only in a moment. No creature will pay attention to the unwillingness of the dust. A small dust roars in the eternal darkness, and the light is also Abandon it forever.

What civilization, what love, what hate, what the will to pursue the starry sky, are all illusions that have passed in time, and the afterimages of decay in the years, just disappear, it is not worth mentioning! Not worth mentioning! !

Ants, ants, ants, ants, ants!

Die, die, die, die!

In the end, the short history of the human race is recorded on the monument made of crystallization. As the last person left the last fortune on the monument of crystallization, as the Xi tribe didn’t bother to mention this meaningless past, In the eternal years, even on the day when the crystals were on the verge of disintegration, the crystal monument fell into ashes, and the human race will be forever...

Die!

The past does not exist, the present does not exist, and the future does not come.

Fall into the eternal darkness, forever, forever! !